The Heart of Raisya

A bracelet

FLASH BACK ON

When Mr. Anton will move from his seat,

Haris.

"Sir Anton, may I speak with you for a moment?"

"Eh Mas Haris, yes of course I can."

"Sir Anton here has said do not call Mas! I'm younger than you, just call me by name?"

Mr. Anton is 40 years old. And have two boys. His first child has entered the 7th grade Junior High School and his second child is in the 3rd grade.

"Yes, it's okay, Haris. What do you want to talk about?"

"Sorry sir, may I know about Ms Raisya?"

"Wow.you to the point apparently. May I know why you want to know about Miss Raisya? Ask Mr. Anton curiously.

"Honestly, I've been attracted to Ms. Raisya since I first saw her. I was surprised to find out his identity. Turns out he's married. Is that right, sir?"

"Betul Ris! She was once married, but she was separated from her husband. Not many know about this. I know because I know his brother-in-law. Her sister's husband, her name is Irfan. At school, Bu Raisya's teachers still have a family." Mr. Anton dyed around, afraid that someone would hear.

"Oh so...Ma'am Raisya has how many children, sir?"

"I still don't have any children."

"That means that if I have good intentions to Ms. Raisya, it's about safe, sir?"

"Of course it's safe, monggo continues if it's steady." Mr. Anton patted Haris's shoulder.

"Ask this again, sir! What does Mr Anton think Ms Raisya is? Because what I noticed was that he was a person who kept his eyes on the opposite sex, a bit funny, funny too, unique in my opinion. That's what interests me." Haris smiled at Raisya.

"Well, I don't think you're interested, but you're in love! Bu Raisya is a bit closed, but with Bu Hesti he is very familiar. The people are good, the social spirit is high. And most importantly, Ris!"

"What is that, sir?" Ask Haris curiously

"Bu Raisya graduated from pesantren, insyaallah understand religion. As far as I know, he worshiped her. And could be a sholiha's future wife."

"I think I'm in the priestly criterion no yes, sir?"

"It depends on your effort. My advice, a gesture of your goodwill! Before someone else's. Ma'am Raisya it's actually a lot of people like. It's just not a match yet. Maybe you're his match. Even if you don't care about the past."

"Goddess, Sir. Just pray. And please keep our secrets, okay?"

"Ready! Secured secret. If you need help, just let me. Hahaha...."

"Thank you for the info, sir!"

"Yes are the same."

FLASH BACK OFF

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I was still staring at the sun that was sinking at the end. With groggy feelings, I pretended to be calm.

"Emm... Yes, Miss Hesti was next to me, why did it turn into you?"

"Absolutely the Bu Hesti Power Ranggers can change?" Brother Haris held back his laughter by covering his mouth with his palm.

"Emm... I mean where did it go, Miss Hesti?

"I saw that Mrs Hesti was going that way! May want to pray Maghrib."

"Oh, yes... Maybe it was saying goodbye but I didn't hear."

"Bu Raisya is waiting for the prince?" Brother Haris teased me.

"I'm enjoying the Sun set. Where's the prince on the beach, brother?" I said with a smile.

"Goddessa...that's beautiful!

"Sun set, brother?

"Smilingly... I mean, it's sun set."

I smiled again, barely visible.

"Let's go, get there! it's not good to daydream here alone. Later digondol wewe gombel, mending brought me."

"Oh, yes! Let's go Brother first."

I followed him from behind.

"Mom Raisya doesn't want to pray?"

"No, brother, I'm on vacation." I'm timid.

"Oh holiday... Yes I will pray first, please join the others."

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Somehow tonight I find it difficult to close my eyes, I still ring with the voice of Mas Haris.

The voice of many people are twins, why do I think, huh? It doesn't matter either! But why does my heart beat faster when dealing with Kak Haris? Pliss Rai's... Not GR! My mind is in my heart.

I looked over at Bu Hesti's bed, it turned out that he was already very sound. Even though a few minutes ago he was still calling with his candidate. Our room was made up of two single beds, separated by a nightstand and sleeping lights.

It's been 11 p.m., but I still find it hard to close my eyes. I finally decided to get out of the room. By wearing a home-based robe that I wear to sleep, and covered in sweeter. Because I think the air tonight is very cold.I walked from the corridor to the front blankon. Enjoy the cold night, and the star-filled sky. I embrace both my arms.

"Ehm..." Sounds of Deheman in my ear.

"Alone, Mom?" His voice is getting clearer.

Why is Mas Haris' voice everywhere? Has he poisoned my mind?

"Ehm.hmm..."

I turned to look towards the voice.

"Sister Haris!!!" Said surprised.

This guy is always everywhere.

"Yes, Mom. I'm Haris, not a ghost! Nor is the Prince riding!"I realized I was looking at him, I was looking at me.

"You haven't slept, brother?" Ask pleasantries

"You alone?" Why dream here? Are you missing someone? Husband may....." Haris said as if he did not know the truth.

"Not... I just wanted to see the stars tonight.", I turned back to the front.

"You're not afraid, if anyone kidnaps how?"

"Haha... Does anyone want to kidnap me?"

"She, I!"

I was silent to hear his joke.

Seeing the changed expression on my face, he apologized. "I'm sorry if you're offended, ma'am. I should have kept more attitude. But I can't hold it anymore." Seriously said.

Whatdoes thatmean? how serious is this?

"I'm not a romantic person, Mom. But I am an espressive person. I will say and act according to how I feel. Like now, somehow I feel like I've known you for a long time. We just met yesterday. Weird right?" I look up and look at him. His words began to pique my heart.

"Don't look at me like that! I'm afraid I can't sleep tonight." He said with a big smile.

I hurried out from in front of him.

"Sorry Brother, I'll go to the room first!"

"Wait!" He stopped my steps.

"I'm sorry if I'm not talking! I'd be honest, if I actually knew you were alone. And no ties to anyone! Is that right, ma'am?"

Again I was surprised.

"L-yes..."

"I don't want to make small talk. Take this bracelet!" She gave me a pretty blue pink bracelet." These bracelets are cheap but will be expensive if you want to wear them. Wear it if you feel there is a match between us. Throw it away, if you think I don't deserve you. I'm sure you understand by my point. Maybe I am too confident. I am very confident in my intentions. Yes, come back to the room before I actually kidnap you!" He held a smile.

I received the bracelet, not wanting to let her down.

"Good night... Assalamu'alaikum," said.

"Wa'alaikum hail, Nice dream..."

"Dag dig dug"

I walked back to my room. Neutralizing my heart's hammering.

Oh, my God, I'm not dreaming, am I? My mind is in my heart, patting my cheek.

No-no this is real... Oh my goodness Rai! You're like puberty. Haris' sister? Was he serious about his words? I haven't felt like this in a long time.

Not being able to sleep either, I ended up reading the novel I brought from home. Until I finally fell asleep. And dream beautiful, very beautiful. I woke up because my dream was too long.

Bracelet from Kak Haris I keep in the bag. I can't wear it yet. It takes time to get your heart back. It will be a long journey of life, not as easy as turning the palm of the hand.

Day 4 in Bali.

Today was our last day in Bali. We are currently in Tanah Lot.

Seriate....

Sorry this first Brother..

Author is not feeling well, but strive up for tomorrow again ya🤗

Thank you for always supporting me.

See you again